Death Guns In Another World

897 Chapter 870

''Why won't you come out?" Noire said with an expressionless face, and it didn't take long before space was wrapped, and someone walked out from it.

A man dressed in a black robe with the Chaos organization symbol on it.

''Gyahahaha! You're sure interesting for you to be able to see through my camouflage.'' The man laughed, and for some unknown reason, Noire, who hadn't felt so irritated in a long time, was annoyed.

''Puny trick.'' She said with an expressionless face.

The man stopped laughing altogether; he was furious because he got looked down on. His pride got hurt; he was the new number two from the Numbers. It was to say he had taken Incursio's place; while he was not powerful as that monster, she was unique. The new number two was not a weakling. Five of the ten cities destroyed were his doing, so naturally, when he was looked down upon like this, he couldn't help but become angry.

''What with that face? Did I hit the nail? You are a pussy, hiding in the shadow like a coward.'' Noire provoked the man. She wanted to crush him not because of some holy reason like saving the world; she didn't give a damn about something like that. It was simply because she didn't like the man's face, and also, by getting rid of this man, she would be at the same time completing her master's order.

Number 2 was so angry that he started laughing.

''Gyahahahaha! Good, extremely good. Now you have angered me, don't expect to have a nice death.'' He said before snapping his fingers.

''My lovely minions attack her, tear her apart.''

Number released a portion of his mana to control more monsters; he even regained control over the frozen mutated Earth Ape.

Noire was calm, even facing an early Demigod realm expert. She learned something new; the new numbers were strong, and the first three numbers were probably all Demigods.

The mutated Earth Ape punched the air; its fist cut through the air like a missile; Noire seemed extremely petite in front of such a gigantic fist. One would think she would be squashed like a bug, but on the contrary to that, the opposite happened; when her fist clashed against the ape fist, it got blown away with half of his body.

Even Number 2 was shocked upon seeing this; still, he was not afraid; how could a demigod like him be afraid of a measly Saint Realm expert even though the latter possessed terrific physics. At the end of the day, physics was not everything; he would overwhelm her with skills and magic.

The other monsters who had stopped in their track after witnessing the mutated Earth Ape dying resumed their attack. Most of the monsters were lizards capable of camouflage like their master; however, in front of Noire, who was a divine beast, this advantage was nothing. She retracted her bracelets, turning them into discs that cut through the air like a guillotine.

The discs rushed ahead, leaving behind a trail of the dark blaze; they bisected the lizards into two without difficulty; it was like a knife cutting through butter.

If previous Number 2 had not thought too much of Noire despite her out-of-norm physics, this time, it was different. She was dangerous; he must take care of her even if she was an ant.

It was why Number 2 used one of his strongest abilities.

''Chaos Blade!" He declared while releasing all of his strength.

Noire, who had recovered her weapons, turning them back into bracelets again, wavered for a second as she heard Number 2 voice followed by a sound. She looked towards the Anoir and others direction and saw one of them on the ground, his stomach with a hole.

She brought her eyes to a further distance and noticed Anoir struck on the ground.

"Ahhhh!" He cried in pain. His limbs were stretching as if he was about to be dismembered.

Xera, on the other hand, flew past like a kite with its strings cut and collided against a tree.

'Do you made some kind of contract with trees?' Noire wondered before something changed.

Swoosh.

''?" Noire raised her head.

In the sky, a dark blood-red blade appeared from out of nowhere. The blade was hundreds of meters in size, its edges sharp like a true blade.

As soon as the blade appeared, Anoir, Xera, and others escaping felt their blood flow turning chaotic. Blood dripped out of their orifices, turning into beads of blood and flowing towards the blade as if to nourish it. Only one result awaited Anoir, and the others; they would soon turn into a dry corpses after everything had been sucked away from their blood.

Noire's eyes narrowed as she looked at the blade and then her own body.

She was clad in a tight black suit, the fabric of her suit covering every part of her body from neck to feet. In the suit, thin lines of glowing dark red passed through.

She didn't feel anything strange in her blood flow, but she sensed a devouring force from the blade. The force tried to enter her body but dissipated before it could even touch her skin.

Swoosh!

The dark blood-red blade swept downwards at Noire like a grim reaper's scythe.

She opened her hands, and the bracelets turned into discs that moved to her side to block the incoming blade.

Clangs!

There was a short stalemate before an explosion occurred.

BOOM!

A dark red energy tried to swallow her; it was the result of the explosion.

Bang!

Number 2 appeared behind Noire and tried to kick her, but strangely her body turned into smoke and vanished.

He hid his surprise and directed all his aura on Noire, temporally stopping her movement. He caught the floating blade and tried to slice her apart, but she was only flung away.

Noire's mouth tasted iron, but she smiled and then closed her eyes before letting out a soft sigh from her lips.

''Unseal!"

She temporarily got rid of the seals shackling her power.

BOOM!

There was a terrible explosion that rang out from Noire's body, destroying everything around her. Number 2, who wanted to attack her, was forced back.

''What the hell?" Number 2 was gobsmacked. The previous status he had seen vanished as of it was an illusion.

[Noire]

Class: ???

Age: ???

Female

Race: World Wolf

Rank 14 [Saint] ????

Level 138

Experience Value: 38000/410100

MP: 8000/8000

Magic: Void/Darkness/Wind

Attack: 2000

Defense: 2000

Agility: 2000

Intelligence: 1400

Luck: 1500

Gift: ?????

BP: ???

SP: ????

Skills: [Void Steps] [Corrosion]

Special Abilities: ????

An entirely different status was displayed, sending a chill down his spine.

[Noire]

Class: World Destroyer

Age: ???

Female

Race: World Wolf

Rank 15 [Demigod] ????

Level 145

Experience Value:

MP: 10000/10000

Magic: Void/Darkness/Wind/Space/ Lightning

Attack: 5000

Defense: 4000

Agility: 4000

Intelligence: 3000

Luck: 1500

Gift: ?????

BP: ???

SP: ????

Skills: [Void Steps] [Corrosion]

Special Abilities: [Purgatory!] [Oblivion] [???]

Titles: [Divine???] [???]

Number 2 was scared beyond words facing something incomprehensible; like a quote says, the best attack is a defense. Therefore he attacked.

In the sky, the dark blood-red blade sliced through the air as it descended downwards like a blade of execution. A flurry of dust and smoke flew behind.

Finally, Noire opened her eyes as one of the seals broke off. Dark streams of light covered her black suit while her black eyes radiated ominous currents of energy.

Some distance away from her, Anoir and others had their hearts filled with dread. Even though they were still far from the two, they could still feel how dreadful the current Noire was.

She simply caught the dark red blood blade between her fingers and squeezed it. Immediately there was a change. While the dark blood-red blade remained intact, its corners emanating heart-wrenching wails like ghosts as if the blade's soul was passing through a guillotine.

''Break!" Noire ordered with a smile that froze one's soul.

'Crack!

Number 2 didn't have the time to be shocked before someone struck him in the stomach, sending him flying two kilometers before stopping. His defense was broken like a piece of fragile glass.

''Void's Punch!"

Noire punched the air; her fist disappeared, and reappeared before Number 2, not giving him any time to dodge.

BANG!

Terrifying energy waves swept outwards as Noire's punch knocked Number 2 flying.

''Cough!"His mouth fell open, and he vomited blood as his body collided against a giant, breaking it into half.

''Purgatory!"

Ohhhhhh!

Countless ghosts' cries were heard, and Number 2 saw himself in a dark world surrounded by malevolent energy.

''Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!"

Even Number 2, who had experienced many things in his life, couldn't stop the madness from temporarily taking over his consciousness.

Noire's Purgatory was different from what he knew; he tried to use his own purgatory to escape, but for some unknown, he was unable to use it, nor he could muster any strength; it was a desolate world.

Like the grim reaper, Noire appeared and said.

''Oblivion!"

A sinister dark hole swallowed everything; even the purgatory appeared, and Number 2 disappeared before he could use his full strength.

''Boring! I want to use my full strength. Sigh! I wonder when it would happen.'' Noire lamented, obviously unhappy with her limited strength.